One thing I found an appreciation for was the ability to say “I am part of a writing community.” Naropa always made me feel welcome – it’s difficult to be the Conservative Soccer Mom, but it never was an issue there. I felt like I had the support I needed.
But things started to change – somehow I missed the politics and favorites and stereotypes and backstabbing and competition and the many typical things associated with other organizations, ways of life. They claimed to be immune.
Now I sit and watch as things fall a part. I find myself ashamed. I have 23 days left to make my campaign work. I thought for sure my writing community would support me in this endeavor. Yet, not one individual from that community has come forth.
Funny…would they be the first persons to claim a connection to me if I succeed and get this thing published?
I’m wondering if begging, pleading, groveling is appropriate…
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